I’m not sure which book is “next,” but…

Today I am doing a post about books that I read, in accordance with the Bloganuary prompt: What book is next on your reading list?

Well, that’s very hard to say. I have several books waiting with enormous patience to be read by me. Some are in my Kindle, others are stacked on my bedside table. I am hoping to get to them all, sooner rather than later, but my reading has slowed down quite a lot. And I am not sure which will be “next.” I have a few to choose from!

In my Kindle I have two heavy duty classics that I have read before, but am looking forward to re-reading: Fyodor Dostoyevsky’s “The Brothers Karamazov” and Alexandre Dumas’ “The Count of Monte Cristo.” I am currently reading “The Murmur of Bees” by Sofia Segovia. I generally prefer fiction.

But I do read non-fiction, when it is about an issue that I am seized by; or a person, for example some memoirs. I just finished reading this book, which I found quite enthralling:

The return of nature to a British farm refers to the Knepp Estate in beautiful West Sussex, a pioneering initiative to transform what used to be an intensive farm into a haven for wildlife.

Waiting in the wings in my Kindle library are Henry David Thoreau’s “Walden,” John Steinbeck’s “The Grapes of Wrath,” HG Wells’ “War of the Worlds,” Aldous Huxley’s “Island,” and Leo Tolstoy’s “Anna Karenina.” Some of these will be re-reads. All of them should keep me quiet for quite a while!

My little bedside stack is here (the top two I have already read, but keep digging back into them). I wrote a review of Pandemic Poems: First Wave by Jamaica’s Poet Laureate Olive Senior here.

Now… Where to start? The anticipation of reading a book is almost as pleasurable as the act of reading, itself, don’t you find?

My bedside “to read.” I have also read “Braiding Sweetgrass” but keep revisiting it, it is so rich in wisdom.